Lost
Snapping twigs beneath my chilled toes
Each pebble each stick pains my bare feet
This forest is rough and it surely knows
Of its unseeable and dangerous defeat
The moon shines weakly throughout the night
Granting a minimal amount of visible light
Dead trees I saw black branches about
There is no sign of life that is no doubt
I continue my journey with great cautio...
Friday 17th October 2014 2:09 am
Night is blinding
The road seems eternal with colorless blobs surrounding its path
With little to look at leaving me fearful and uncertain
It twists and turns as if a blowing curtain
The moon sheds some light
Too weak to guide my way
It sits and awaits to be chase by the sun
And reveal this dark world around
So I will follow this road till tomorrow
And begin once again
On a new horizon's...
Monday 13th October 2014 10:26 am
Becoming Alice
I gaze into the rabbit hole. It does not gaze back. And still, I am ready to enter.
This mischevious risk urges my desire
To fall within and forget all that is prior
I comtemplate the life I've lived and all the choices I've choose
And what is next in my life and where will my path go
I relieve my grip and accept this new phenomenon
I fall through the hole and embrace the myster...
Monday 13th October 2014 10:11 am
Story Time
The sun had set at its usual hour
bringing excitement for a new found desire
of a book of mischeif or maybe magical power
we ran to the couch with an eager thrill
and daddy read as we listened still
as we hung to every suprising and unexpected word with will
Witches and forests that were frozen
to adventerous journeys unchosen
each word that was read
had d...
Monday 13th October 2014 10:08 am
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